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Watery, Domestic: Shoot the Singer (1 Sick Verse)
Pavement
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Someone took in these pants
Somebody painted over paint, painted wood
And where he stood, no one stands
It's been said, he's sitting now in the charming land
Oh, I've seen saints, but remember
I forgot to flag them down when they pass
And in the mornin' light, you hold that ashtray tight
You can put it out, but I can't put it out
My hand shook down and out
I've got the blisters of the world, world knew
I named a book after you, so look up
And watch the camera lens when the risers fade
Slow it down, song is sacred
And brother, your honor, hang it right at home
And in the mornin' light, I'll hold my ashtray tight
I can take it down, and you can't take it down
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La-da-da-ra, da-da-da
La-da-da-ra, da-da-da
La-da-da-ra, da-da-da
La-da-da-ra, da-da-da
La-da-da-ra, da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-ra, da-da, da-ra-da
Da-ra-da, da-ra-da, da-ra-da
Ra-ra-da, da-ra-da, da-ra-da
Don't expect, don't expect
Don't expect, don't expect
Don't expect, don't expect
Don't expect
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